I grew
I grew and grew
quicker than the birds flew
faster than the vines on the house
quiet like a mouse
arguments expanding my mind
there was no room for family to be kind
I grew when you locked the room
I resented you and all you do
slowly growing closer
freedom sweeter than you never being sober
I grew
but did you?
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